A Heart Has No Room for Another

Qin Yi paid no heed to Liusu's urging.

Why had he deliberately fooled around with An'an before entering the dream? It was because he did not want to do something so beastly.

Whether for the hurdle in his own heart or for Qing Jun's feelings, he truly could not mess around with Wu Xian. To put it bluntly, Wu Xian in reality might not even be willing to let him mess around. She was only more casual because she thought it was a dream, thought it was fake. Yet he knew this was not fake. If he truly did it, how would he differ from those wicked Dao flower-plucking thieves who deceived women for their bodies?

But if he kept tying his own hands and feet like this, how could he possibly defeat an opponent on the Heavenly Emperor's level?

The current situation seemed as though Wu Xian's condition was improving day by day, no longer as close to death as before. Yet in truth, she had begun dreaming every day and recalling more and more of the past.

That also meant Yao Guang's memories were awakening in ever greater numbers. If this continued, Yao Guang would likely be able to think independently in just a few days. A few days after that, the person would change.

That was why the staff had believed from the start that only by wiping out Wu Xian along with her could they deal with Yao Guang. Once they tied their hands and feet out of concern for Wu Xian, defeat was certain. The staff's judgment had indeed been correct... it knew its opponent too well.

If the opponent had been even a little more reckless, they might have settled this long ago. But this was Yao Guang.

A conqueror who had stirred up